This Game Is Too Realistic

News that the 110,000-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-member troops were reorganized to form the Northern Field Army quickly spread throughout the front lines, and the front-line troops had different reactions from the command level to the grassroots.

Some people were relieved and even grateful, especially those with families and veterans who had been on the battlefield for a long time.

After all, anyone with a discerning eye can see that staying here is almost certain to lead to death.

However, some people expressed incomprehension and even indignation.

Most of these people are young people, especially those in their mid-teens, sixteen or seventeen.

After hearing about the atrocities committed by the Weirant people in the Lion City, they had long been filled with anger and wanted to fight to the death with those big noses immediately.

Especially the retreat of the Horn gave them hope of victory - the brothers of the Alliance told them with their actions that the Legion was not invincible.

However, now, Abu Saik's order requires them to hand over this opportunity to others, which undoubtedly poured cold water on their enthusiasm!

Especially Yokal, the commander of the 110,000th team.

As another major contributor to the victory in Akale County, after listening to the orders relayed by Isher, he immediately stood up from the command table in a rage.

I disagree!

As if he felt that his tone was not strong enough, after he finished the first sentence, he added another sentence in a firm tone.

I strongly disagree! You also know the strategic significance of Akale County. Once the army takes control of this place, their supply lines will be able to drive straight in from the plains to our south! And changing defenses at this time will simply cost the lives of the frontline soldiers. joke!

After all, the three northern states are mountainous, and the Mammoth Kingdom Army's logistics system does not have ammunition for 200 mm guns. It is impossible for Absek to give these equipment to Lassi.

And this means that once their 110,000th team goes north, they will have to leave the 52 self-propelled artillery behind.

His soldiers finally learned how to operate those artillery pieces. Now Absek asked him to spit out the meat he had eaten. How could he agree?

As for death.

On the contrary, he was not that afraid.

Ever since he heard the news of Yudano's death, he had been ready to die heroically. As long as he could kill more Wilantes, his death would be a worthy death.

Facing the angry Jokal, Isher was speechless for a moment.

The strategic significance of Akale County is indeed important. Not only can they see it, but the legion can also see it.

However, it is precisely because of this that the legion will definitely try its best to attack here. And even with the support of the Death Corps, it is almost impossible for them to defend this place alone.

The most they can do is to eliminate as much of the Legion's vitality as possible here, paving the way for future victory.

It's like horse racing.

Use the small horse to replace the opponent's large horse, in order to be able to use your own large horse to replace the opponent's medium horse in the second confrontation.

The cruel part is that the losing horse will die.

It is precisely for this reason that this is not only a military matter, but also a political matter.

Yokal obviously didn't understand the olive branch that Absek threw at him.

Isher could even conclude that if this guy dared to disobey his orders, even if he won the battle in the future, he would be put on the execution ground.

Although he didn't want to use his military rank to pressure others, he didn't want to see the guy act stupid, so he still showed the majesty of a commander and ordered in a strong tone.

Captain Yokalwan! This is an order! It is your bounden duty to obey orders. I don't want to say it a second time!

Yokal's eyes narrowed slightly.

What if I don't listen?

Isher said expressionlessly.

Then I will have to send you to a military court.

The air in the command tent instantly became tense.

Feeling the tense atmosphere, the guards on both sides involuntarily put their hands on their guns.

Yokal's eyes narrowed to a slit, staring at the expressionless Isher, and suddenly he looked at the guard beside him and shouted.

What are you doing? Do you want to rebel?

The guard next to him was stunned by the roar, but he still subconsciously moved his hand away from the holster.

The guards behind Isher breathed a sigh of relief and took their hands off their gun holsters.

If they had a choice, they really didn't want to fight with their compatriots.

Since the beginning of the Tianwang Rebellion, enough Baro people have died in internal fighting...

Walking next to Isher, Yokal stared into his eyes and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth.

...Okay, I'll listen to you.

Like the guards beside him, he would rather die at the hands of the Weirant people than die at the hands of his own people, let alone bear the name of a traitor.

But this did not conflict with the anger in his heart.

What he especially couldn't accept was that this guy who was a little captain until a month ago was sitting on his head like this.

When Janusz was still there, he was the commander of ten thousand men!

Isher looked at the resentful eyes, but didn't say much, just nodded briefly.

Then go quickly.

…

The defensive switch has become a certainty.

The day after Isher found Captain Yokalvan to talk, the 50th, 51st, and 530,000th troops rushed to the defensive section at the bend of the river.

Although these young guys are not tall and most of them are as thin as bamboo poles, they all have high morale and full of energy.

Not only that, they all have the same LD-47 hanging on their shoulders, and the same engineer shovel as the Death Corps on their waist. Occasionally, one or two brothers carry RPG rocket launchers.

This sophisticated equipment made the brothers in the 110,000th team very envious.

Most of them were Yudano's old troops, and the little equipment they had was snatched back from the Wilantes at the risk of death.

These guys are good, they are equipped with full equipment right from the start, and they will soon pick up fifty-two self-propelled artillery pieces.

Near the logistics office.

Several veterans stood next to the ammunition storage point, looking at the recruits testing in the distance with envy, and couldn't help muttering.

Damn, leaving such good equipment to these rookies is really a waste.

Ha... who wants us to become a long-distance running champion?

I remember that guy was in the Lion City at the time, but General Yudano stayed and he ran away.

Haha, it turns out that a coward and a coward are a pair. Why is it that he was promoted instead of our leader?

Tsk, even this coward deserves to inherit the title of the 30,000th Army! What an insult to Captain Metall!

Captain Metall was the commander of the 30,000-man regiment, and was also the first captain-level officer killed in Borneo since the war began.

His fighting will rather than surrender inspired many people, especially the grassroots soldiers.

Everyone whispered in low voices until they saw Captain Isher walking from a distance, and then they stopped chatting.

Dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction.

They don't need to cause trouble for their superiors.

Although they hid their dissatisfaction very carefully, they obviously couldn't hide it from Isher's eyes.

However, he was not a small-minded person, and he had no need to meet a group of big-headed soldiers. After completing the equipment delivery, he went straight back to the position of the 30,000th Army.

Different from the brothers in the 110,000th team.

The reorganized 30,000th troops are all his direct troops, from the captain to the top soldiers below, they are all his people.

Absek hoped that he could take advantage of the opportunity of establishing the Northern Field Army to incorporate Jokal into his command.

However, considering Yokal's previous uncooperative attitude, he no longer had much hope that Yokal would actively cooperate with him.

He plans to promote several mid-level officers to serve as staff officers or instructors in the 110,000th Corps.

In this way, regardless of whether Jokal can understand his difficulties, at least it can be justified in name.

He didn't want to see such a promising officer die in a struggle outside the battlefield.

They have sacrificed enough brothers for this...

After settling the personnel arrangements, Isher took several of his guards and patrolled the position.

They were leaving here tomorrow, and he wanted to see the place where he had fought again and take some time to relax.

While passing by an anti-aircraft position, Isher suddenly saw several helmets standing upright in the bomb shelter, looking at something together.

During the previous safety meeting, he and the officers below had repeatedly emphasized that no more than three people should be kept in a pit unless necessary.

By a rough count, he found that the entire class was squatting inside!

Walking forward calmly, Isher glanced into the pit and saw a small pamphlet surrounded in the middle, and suddenly said.

What are you looking at?

Startled by the sound coming from above their heads, several soldiers quickly stood up from the ground, throwing the booklet back and forth, and finally threw it into the hands of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.

The young man looked very honest, probably a farmer's child. Isher just glared at him, and he stammered and explained everything.

Report, report, sir! Yes, it's Letter from Home...

Isher was stunned for a moment.

What?

The young man scratched his head and said nervously.

...I don't know either. It was seized from those Weirant people. I heard that books are banned in West Sailing Port.

How come there are people in Westsail's banned book, Wilant?

Isher was confused, but he soon thought of the privileges of the Wilantes in Sailsport, so he was no longer surprised.

The legion has always followed the laws of Triumph City towards its own people. As for the laws of Sifan Port, they restrict the Borneo people.

Moreover, this book may not be owned by the Willant people themselves. It may have been snatched from the hands of nearby farmers or citizens.

But then Isher became curious again, what kind of book could make the people of Willant so afraid.

You're such a bastard that you took something from a prisoner again. What did I say in the meeting before? Your commander didn't teach you?

After being scolded, the young man explained with an aggrieved look.

I didn't take it...they threw it away.

Give me a look.

Yes! Looking at the captain holding out his hand, the young man immediately raised the pamphlet in his hand over his head and handed it over.

Reaching out to take the letter from home, Isher opened it and took a look at it. He saw that it mainly contained some words urging people to be kind, but there was nothing scary at all.

Just like the teachings of the Silver Moon Cult.

At least he couldn't imagine why the Vaillant people were afraid of this thing and actually blocked it with great fanfare.

Or is there something hidden in this?

However, what concerned Isher was not the content of the book, but the phonetic symbols printed on the lines.

This phonetic symbol is a good thing.

When Mr. Melgio taught them how to read, he taught them phonetic symbols first, and then taught them other things.

Renlianyu is actually very simple.

As long as you can read it, you are basically close to being able to write it.

After turning the booklet from beginning to end, Isher shook it in his hand and looked at the anxious young man and asked.

Do you understand this?

The young man looked confused and looked at his comrades beside him. The soldiers also looked at each other and shook their heads.

don't know……

I can write my name...

I barely know a few phonetic symbols... I can still make a rough guess.

The vast majority of soldiers in the Borneo Army are children from poor families. Being a soldier is not only a hot-headed decision, but also a helpless move forced by life.

But even so, they still have a vague concept in their minds. It is always beneficial to learn more knowledge.

Isn’t the recent college entrance examination the best example?

Although the examination was held in Tiandu, after the news reached the front line, it still touched many people, especially young people.

They desire to change their destiny.

This hot feeling is as sincere as their desire to change the fate of this land.

Seeing their eager to learn looks, Isher was slightly touched in his heart.

You guys think about what tricks you can come up with. I'll teach you when I go north!

real?!

The young man's face suddenly showed an excited expression.

The same goes for several other soldiers. When they heard that General Isher actually taught them how to read, one or two of them also became excited.

Of course it's true, Isher nodded with a smile and shook the booklet in his hand, I'll lend you this book for two days and I'll return it to you a few days later.

The young man said with an honest smile.

No, no, we still have it here, just take it and have a look.

besides?

Isher was stunned for a moment, but just nodded and didn't take it too seriously.

Because at this moment, the roar of propellers was heard in the distance, and steel airships gradually appeared from below the clouds.

There are five towering steel fortresses in total!

Just as they expected, the Southern Army put all their chips on the Eastern Front!

In the woods not far away, I moved a small bench and sat on the edge of the bullet hole, paddling and adjusting the rifle in my hand.

Noticing that the light through the gaps in the trees was blocked, he subconsciously raised his head and looked at the sky in the distance.

Squinting his eyes slightly, he put aside the rifle in his hand.

finally come.

…

It wasn't just the five airships that arrived on the battlefield.

There are also the 300,000th team led by Ryan himself, as well as the 340,000th and 370,000th teams that have been reorganized and replenished!

Vast plumes of smoke rose from the horizon, and the silhouettes of tanks and armored vehicles appeared in the wilderness.

Different from last time.

This time the legion is obviously serious about it!

As soon as the two airships brought the east bank of the Yongliu River into their shooting range, they decisively dropped the heavy anchor chain and completed their shooting preparations.

On the bridge of the airship, Captain John looked at the forest outside the French window and waved his hand expressionlessly.

The adjutant standing aside immediately grabbed the communicator and shouted at the top of his lungs.

fire!!!

At the same time as the words fell, thick and long tongues of flame were sprayed out from the gun barrels.

The overwhelming rain of bullets was like locusts, crashing into the dense woods with a whooshing sound through the air.

boom!!!

The flames of the explosion instantly filled half of the hilltop, and the thick yellow-green smoke almost swallowed up the entire forest on the east side of the river.

This round of shelling far exceeded the Bugle's shelling in the previous battle, both in terms of coverage and density of firepower.

not only that.

The thunder-like sound of the cannons rang out for five rounds, and the posture of destroying the world seemed to wipe out the positions of the Alliance and the Borneo Kingdom from the earth!

After some indiscriminate bombing, poisonous smoke almost washed away the entire forest, and the vegetation shrouded in it withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, gradually exposing some hidden positions.

Although the Horn also used chemical weapons in previous battles, the effect was far less impressive than this time.

As for why the effect this time is so outstanding, the reason is also very simple.

The Southern Army's field research institute deployed on the front line improved the composition and charging method of the death agent.

Standing next to the floor-to-ceiling window, Martin in a white coat stared feverishly at the withering woods, and the tip of his nose wanted to poke through the bulletproof glass there.

As the director of the Field Research Institute, the dead agent project was his handiwork.

After the bombardment stopped, he immediately looked back at Captain John sitting on the chair and said with a bright smile.

...How about it? Dear Mr. Ten Thousand Captains, are my research results still satisfactory to you?

Okay.

John, who put his right arm on the armrest of the chair and rested his chin on the back of his hand, replied boredly.

In fact, he prefers to use fire rather than poison gas.

Unfortunately, this place is located in the tropics, the climate is humid and rainy, and the damage range of incendiary bombs is limited.

After receiving an affirmative answer, Martin had a scary smile on his face and continued without stopping.

The toxicity can be further enhanced...but I need some corpses, mainly for research.

John said succinctly.

I will forward your request to Captain Ryan. It is the Army's job to clean up the battlefield.

Thank you very much! Martin bowed deeply, and then left the bridge on his own terms.

He had already read what he had just entered. All he had to do next was wait for the Vaillant people to deliver the body to his laboratory.

John didn't stop him.

Rather, he wished that this guy with the smell of corpses on his body would get away.

The adjutant standing aside glanced at the closed door, then looked at John sitting on the chair, and couldn't help but sigh.

This guy is actually a resident of a shelter... I believe you when you say he is a mutant in human skin.

Looking at the land plowed by gunfire outside the floor-to-ceiling window, John chuckled softly.

I have never felt that shelters protect good people, and the vague concept of good or bad has never been a criterion for screening in shelters.

Moreover, not all shelters perform normal shelter tasks.

There are some twisted experiments, or big thunders brewed over time.

Looking at the troops advancing slowly outside the floor-to-ceiling window, the staff officer who had been silent until now spoke.

It's over. There is basically no suspense about this war.

He could not imagine anything that could stop this force.

Even a nuclear bomb is impossible!

At this moment, a request for support firepower from the ground forces came through the communication channel.

John looked at the adjutant on the side, or immediately understood, holding the communicator and yelled loudly.

Switch to white phosphorus bombs!

At the same time as the order was issued, the artillery pieces were loaded quickly.

After confirming the situation of each artillery team, he immediately continued to shout at the top of his voice.

fire!!!

At the same time, in the wilderness to the west of Yongliu River, Ryan, who was sitting in the command vehicle, was looking out the window at the flickering firelights in the sky with a smile.

With such intensive firepower, no carbon-based creature could survive from the opposite position.

However, at this moment, an exclamation suddenly came from the communication channel.

Rockets! They are rockets from the Alliance!

Hearing that voice, Ryan's pupils shrank sharply, and he immediately reached out to open the holographic screen and connected it to the observation lens on the roof of the command vehicle.

Almost at the same time, rockets dragging tail flames flew into the sky from the distant mountains against the rain of fire falling from the sky.

Those rockets seemed to be targeting airships?

Are they crazy? !

A trace of confusion flashed in Ryan's eyes, and he couldn't figure out what he was going to do.

However, he was not confused for long. The fire that exploded in the sky quickly answered his confusion.

Those rockets did not reach the airship, but the fragments and burning materials produced by the explosion were actively sucked in by the rows of outwardly extending propellers.

Realizing what the alliance wanted to do, Ryan's expression changed instantly and he immediately yelled into the intercom.

Turn off the propeller!

In fact, without him saying this, the captains had already realized the problem and ordered the propellers to be shut down.

Unfortunately, their actions were still a step too slow!

The propeller that sucked in fuel instantly turned into a ball of fire, and the raging fire was still spreading toward the airship along the outstretched wings.

Three of the five airships had their wings lit!

Although the deflector shield could block the fragments of the explosion, it could not block the burning flames.

In desperation, the three unlucky airships could only abandon their wings and let the burning wings fall to the ground.

Although the damage to the wings was not fatal to the legion's airships, it was embarrassing enough for them to have three airships lose their maneuverability at the same time.

Captain Ryan was filled with rage and clenched his teeth, wishing he could crush them.

Horn, Rolling Thunder, obey orders! Aim at their counter-fire and blast them!

The answer came quickly through the communication channel.

Received... But dear Captain Ryan, the enemy's rocket launcher position is outside our effective range!

Then put away the anchor chain and drive over to fight!

Without stopping for a moment, Captain Ryan continued to bark out orders.

Attention the 30th, 34th, and 370,000th troops! Continue to advance toward the river bank! Annihilate all living people standing in front of you!

I crush them!!!

On the other side, on the position on the east bank of the Yongliu River, debtor Big Eyes wearing a gas mask stood up.

Although their rocket launchers crippled the legion, the shelling from the opposite side also caused a lot of casualties to them.

Including the regiment commander, brother Bian Bian, died in the previous shelling.

But it doesn’t really matter.

For the Skeleton Corps, the leader of the Sacrifice Corps was an accident.

But for the Death Corps, that's just basic practice.

He took over the command without hesitation, and shouted at the top of his lungs.

Brothers! These big noses still don't give up, let's teach them a lesson!!!

The communication channel soon heard roars and roars of high morale.

Ouch!!!!